Risk Being Seen

I am not as alone as I often think I am. I am not the only empath hiding my head, bracing for impact, wondering when and where the next blast will come.

There are others who feel all of this and still bravely peek out of their rooms. They unpin the blackout curtains and venture out to talk to barren trees standing like centaurs in the yard. They listen to songbirds devouring a bowl of seed left out for them and take in the easy chit-chat those tiny birds engage in. … More Risk Being Seen

Playing Small is No Longer an Option

The days of playing small are behind all of us.

We can’t go back.

This world needs our authenticity and our brains and our beautiful souls and our astonishing dreams and steely strength.

We may want to wimp out and sit in sloth at McDonald’s eating GMO fries and drinking cancer in a can, but we can’t. We can no longer do that if we are awake at all. … More Playing Small is No Longer an Option

What Do You Stand For?

What do I stand for?

I stand for women and babies and artists and creatives being valued for the contributions we make to life on earth.

I am for this beautiful planet and all its creatures, great and small.

I am for the voiceless and the shutdown and the shut out members of our society.

I am for the restless spirit of change.

I am for building a better world, a world that is equitable and gracious and fair and cooperative. … More What Do You Stand For?

Look Homeward, Angel

I’ve loved this experience but I love the life I have, too.

It has been revelatory and heart-opening.

And now I want to go home. I want to go back to the familiar comforts and glorious sunrises and breathtaking wildness of Northern NM.

This way of life in Barcelona has been about being, much more than doing.

And I can take that sense of how to approach life home to NM.

I want less doing and more being, as a new friend said recently in a Facebook post.  … More Look Homeward, Angel

Barcelona, baby

Last night when we were half way across the Atlantic, flying over seamounts outside of St. John, Newfoundland, I cast the I-Ching with my Kindle (how new age of me) and got the hexagram for Joy.

I’d asked about the purpose of this trip.

How perfect. Joy. … More Barcelona, baby